On a quiet December afternoon, a little boy named Garrett Scarboro reached up for a piece of bubblegum, his short attention span momentarily caught in the swirl of holiday shopping with his grandmother. The shopkeeper, 71-year-old Larry Smith, smiled knowingly as he offered the four-year-old a candy cane from a hidden bowl behind the counter. Garrett dashed off seconds later, but the moment—fleeting as it was—could have taken place at nearly any point in the last hundred years.

This timeless scene unfolded inside H.J. Smith and Sons General Store and Museum, a fixture on Columbia Street in downtown Covington since 1876. What started as a local general store has endured across nearly 150 years, serving as both a business and a living chronicle of St. Tammany Parish history. The store’s well-worn floorboards, antique cash register, and pinewood counters speak of another era, one that the Smith family has carefully preserved through generations.

Larry Smith, great-grandson of founder H.J. Smith, is one of several siblings who now run the store. In a poetic twist of fate, young Garrett is connected to the store by ancestry too—his fourth-great-grandfather was killed just outside the shop in a shootout many years ago, a fact his grandmother shared quietly as the child wandered off.

Though the store’s bones are steeped in tradition, it has also proven resilient and adaptive. H.J. Smith and Sons still stocks skunk hats and nails by the pound. You can get a key cut by Henry “Smoke” Smith out back or pick up cedar lumber from the adjacent yard. Yet alongside these nods to the past are modern additions like air-conditioning and synthetic fleece folded beside cotton goods. A visit here is like watching time blend together—kerosene lanterns traded for fluorescent bulbs, but never at the expense of the store’s soul.

Larry calls it “the first Walmart,” a tongue-in-cheek reference to the store’s historic ability to carry whatever the community needed, whenever they needed it. From faucet washers to toy pistols, the Smiths have built a legacy on responsiveness and authenticity.

That spirit of service was seeded when H.J. Smith opened the store with his father, J.E. Smith, who had moved to Covington from Baltimore in the 1840s. At the time, the town’s commerce was driven by the timber and brick industries, and shipping routes on the Bogue Falaya and Tchefuncte Rivers linked Covington to the bustling markets of New Orleans. The general store’s strategic location along Columbia Street helped ensure its early success.

Even now, it’s the store’s flexible inventory—and the family behind it—that keeps loyal customers coming back. Robert Desadier, a horticulturist from Mandeville, has been shopping here for more than three decades. He comes for the hard-to-find items that modern big-box stores don’t carry and stays for the deep knowledge the Smiths offer. “Where else are you gonna get this?” he asks with a grin.

The Smith family itself is part of the appeal. Larry works side-by-side with brothers Smoke and Kevin. Their sister Wanda manages the books. The oldest brother, Jack, technically retired, still shows up regularly—usually with a story, sometimes with a bruise, always with good humor. Their banter echoes across the store like a soundtrack of continuity. When Jack arrived one day post-surgery, Kevin quipped, “Did they punch you or something?” Smoke burst into laughter. It’s this daily rhythm, full of teasing and camaraderie, that binds the family to each other and to the business they’ve built.

The store has even brushed up against Hollywood. In 2019, Kevin Costner filmed a scene from The Highwaymen right inside the store, giving Columbia Street a few minutes of silver screen glory. Larry gave him a tour afterward. “He spent a good bit of time here,” Larry said, “and he enjoyed history.”

That history is preserved in a backroom museum the family opened in the 1980s. Visitors can browse relics from Covington’s past, including a mummified rat accidentally discovered in a long-forgotten storage box—now a favorite among schoolchildren. There’s also a faded newspaper clipping from 1889 detailing a deadly confrontation between H.J. Smith and a man who owed him money for cottonseed. The article deemed it justifiable homicide, describing Smith as a man of “excellent reputation.”

Julian Smith, now 87, is the store’s oldest living descendant and a retired college professor. He remembers helping during World War II, selling corn and sugar to local farmers who turned it into moonshine. He chuckles now at the lessons learned from that particular brand of enterprise.

Seven generations of Smiths have now touched this place. Larry’s grandchildren stop by, and while there’s hope that one or more will one day carry on the tradition, there’s no pressure. “We’re hoping some of the grandkids get involved,” Larry says. “But I don’t want to push them. We’ll just have to wait and see.”

For now, the Smiths are content to keep doing what they’ve always done—serving their neighbors, preserving their past, and making sure that in a world of change, at least one corner of Covington still feels like home.

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